Текст песни Хор Московского Сретенского монастыря - Тебе одеющагося светом яко ризою

You odeyuschagosya light Thou a garment
snem Joseph Tree with Nicodemus,
and having seen dead Naga nepogrebena,
gracious weeping susceptible,
sobbing glagolashe:
Alas, most sweet Jesus,
Whose a Minor sun on the Cross
dependence uzrevshih oblagashesya darkness,
and the earth fear kolebashesya,
and razdirashesya church veil:
but behold now I see Thee, for the sake of Me
podemsha willed death.
Kako cellar Thee My God,
or by what obviyu linen?
Kojima whether hands touch
Your body incorruptible?
I will sing a song or cue
Thy outcome generous,
Your honor the passion,
Your pesnoslovlyu and burial
from Sunday, zovy:
Lord, glory to Thee.